Chapter 137 Meeting Hazel
The two men gave off a bad vibe. As they walked away, they kept glancing back at me
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One of the things that made Hazel dislike me was 1 looked better than her. She took after her grandmother in looks, and my mother–in–law had pointed out several times that Hazel resembled her mother–in–law. But Shawn looked more like his mom
he had that soft, elegant kind of charm.
Folding her arms and tilting her head with a mocking smile, Hazel asked, “I remember you used to wear only dresses that covered your knees. What happened? Shawn not spoiling you enough lately, so you’ve resorted to short skirts to reel in other
I sat down gracefully and replied, “You came all the way here. What’s the reason?”
She noticed I was dodging the subject and rolled her eyes. With a cold laugh, she added, “Wearing that professional outfit now, no matter how I look at it, you still remind me of one of those high–class little pets. Huh, don’t tell me you’re trying to outshine Queena. She’s the real deal. You? You’re just pretending, Stop trying to copy her. It’s embarrassing. Clearly, Hazel still felt bitter about losing our last fight and came back for another round, this time in a more subtle way.
Same as before, she just couldn’t let things go. If someone upset her, she had to get revenge, sometimes to your face, sometimes behind your back.
1 leaned in slightly, just enough to give her a good look at the full curve of my cleavage. I said, lips curling into a cool smile. T am also the real deal”
Hazel’s hands curled into fists. She looked like she was about to explode. I stayed calm and said. “Are you trying to get under my skin? Don’t waste your energy. I’m not here to beat anyone. I just want to improve myself.”
“Tiffany, you only got married to Shawn because of your looks. Now you want to better yourself? Please, stop dreaming. Know your place. A trophy wife is always a trophy wife,” she sneered and continued to strike at me.
Iran my fingers through my hair and said with a soft laugh, “You know, not everyone’s qualified to be a trophy wife. It’s kind of an honor if you think about it.”
“You…” Hazel was furious. She hated anyone joking about her looks, and this clearly hit a nerve.
Lately, I started to accept the label “trophy wife“. To me, it wasn’t an insult anymore, it was a compliment.
I stood up, smoothing down my skirt. “I don’t have time to bicker with you. I’ve to continue my work.”
Suddenly Hazel shot up from her seat, her tone sharp. “Don’t you want to know where Shawn and Yuna went?”
I stopped mid–step and turned around, feigning innocence. “Hm? Where did they go? They left early. I didn’t ask.”
Hazel finally saw that she had piqued my curiosity. She slouched into her chair, lifted her coffee, and drank slowly. She said lazily. “They went over to Sylvania. I asked Yuna about it. She told me they’d be staying there for two days.”
gave a casual shrug. “Shawn’s probably trying to help her unwind with a quick trip. But Sylvania? That’s barely out of town Why not somewhere farther?”
Hazel gave a sly grin. “Well, a single dad traveling with his kid? Not exactly easy. Good thing Ms. Tackman is on leave, back home in Sylvania. Tiffany, guess your time’s up. When do you plan on giving up your seat?”
I kept a cool expression as I sat again. That’s when the waiter brought me my coffee.
Taking a small sip, I met her smug look and replied calmly, “How about you bring the city hall here? I’ll hand over the seat
this instant. Sound fair?”
Hazel had expected me to lose it, maybe even start calling Shawn’s phone nonstop in a rage.
Chapter 137 Meeting Hazel
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“Enough!” Hazel slapped the table hard. “Shawn doesn’t like you anymore. Stop acting like the star of the show. It’s honestly. disgusting.
I stared at Hazel, who was shaking with anger, and said in a low voice. “So to you, Shawn is just a pile of garbage.”
Hazel’s face darkened with fury as she realized I had a comeback for everything she said. She had come to stir up trouble, but I didn’t react the way she wanted. And now, all her words were turning back on her.
“Tell me, when are you leaving this house? I’ve put up with you for too long, she snapped, clearly fed up. Her dislike for me was written all over her face
We locked eyes–hers full of hostility, mine steady and calm.
I said evenly, “Hazel, whether there’s a divorce or not isn’t something I control. You should talk to Shawn about that.” I leaned forward just slightly. “If it’s about stepping aside, I’m perfectly capable of doing that. But can you deal with your bad temper? And let me give you a little warning. If Queena ends up being part of this family, things might not be as easy for you as they are now. She’s not just good at her job. She might outshine everyone inside your family, too. Women living under one roof? It’s rarely peaceful. You and Susanna may not be able to keep up with her.”
